This that Woolloween
Thru screams I’m slicing
Wolverine
Epsteins and Weinsteins
Turn to crime scenes
Obscene like Ford & Tench
Recorded testimonies
Death is honing in on you
Here’s what we finna do
Leave a trail of DNA
To where it all wrong
went for you
Interview your closest kin
About how gross it’s been
Inform them the curse has been lifted
The perverts been rid from this earth
And stripped of his worth
I’m out here gifting the worms
With limbs in the dirt
Me & this chainsaw been putting in work
No days off,
But monsters get downtime evidently
Maybe they take a year off, put some darker tints on they Bentley
But then they wonder round they mansion antsy
What a lavish fancy life if you can’t flaunt it where the cameras flashing?
But then I’m at the red carpet
With my fashion matching,
when they ask me
Who are you wearing?
I answer laughing
Like exactly
Exacto knife
My practice precise
Rapists run the world
With actions of fright
And sleep thru night
So I Krueger there dream
Catch them inside
They’ll be wishing
They didn’t pop an ambien
Scrambling, surrounded by headless mannequins,
not standing still,
Damn it’s real, this ain’t hill house or amityville,
this is karma, gods plan revealed
Red miller
I might be tripping off this tainted batch
Hallucinating
But I still see the real demons,
and I came thru to slay them,
You and your cult picked the wrong one
under this evergreen canopy, understand me
I will make you pay for what you did to Mandy